The Ending Of The Vow Novels & Stories

And beneath that, one final line in both our handwriting: **The only way this marriage ends is if I die first. **— Killian & Celeste Hart** I looked back at the camera. “Any person, any paper, any lie that says different is fiction.” I reached behind the podium and picked up the lighter (the same silver one I’d used to burn every version of the past). I set the corner of the new vow sheet on fire. The crowd of reporters gasped. I held it until the flame licked close to my fingers, then let it go. It floated upward, glowing, burning bright against the dark, until it became a spark that vanished into the night.

“Will you vow it? Will you vow that this curse ends with you?” The beast inside him snarled denial. To vow that was to accept death. To promise ruin, not salvation. Yet when his gaze locked on Zara—her lips parted, her throat trembling, her pulse calling to him like a tether—he knew. He couldn’t give this curse to her. He couldn’t pass it down. “Yes,” he forced out, each syllable a war against his own flesh. “I vow it. The Hollow ends with me.” The battlefield stilled. The curse heard him. He felt it coil like iron around his ribs, branding itself into bone. Shadows surged, then stilled, bowing low as if they, too, had been given their king.

That as long as you were with me, it was enough? Camille paused for a moment, then lowered her gaze slightly, her expression turning soft. "I don't need one. But I know… you'd want to give me one anyway." He used to fall for that look every time. This time, he did not. "My wife will always be Sienna. And you killed Jamie. You'll pay for his life with yours." Camille's eyes widened in shock. Before she could speak, Connor grabbed her wrist and dragged her out into the rose garden.

“This is the last time you lie to me, you got that?” “Yes, it won’t happen again.” My focus was on my plate but I just knew that wasn’t the end of it. Rio Romano didn’t sound like the man who’d let go of betrayal that easily even from his own family. “All of those old bastards will be at the wedding. You better make sure no blood is spilled tomorrow in my lawn. Those old dogs may have been fond of her mother in the past but this one is just a pretty doll that doesn’t know anything.”

As I reached out to touch it, I felt my form beginning to fade away. In those final moments of disappearing, I heard a voice from outside. "Somebody's committed suicide!"

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul

On the night of their fourth wedding anniversary, Raymond Whitmore stood on a Boston stage and unveiled a perfume called Eternal Claire, dedicating it to the woman he swore he would love until his last breath. The world called it the most romantic gesture of the year. Claire called it a cage with a golden lid. Because thirty minutes later, a stranger sent her a video of that same perfume being poured over another woman's naked chest, in a suite two floors below the ballroom, by her husband's very hands. For four years, Claire had traded her PhD, her name, and her silence for a marriage the tabloids envied. In return, she got a mother-in-law who called her barren, a husband who called h

Eli tried to say something but Jennie cut him off "If anyone of you dare cut me off once more than i am gonna cut your tongues so zip up those fucking mouths and listen!........." Everyone virtually zipped their mouths "I can't tell because.....(Jennie closed her eyes and gathered all her courage) The promise i made was vow" Gasp escaped from everyone's mouth once they heard Jennie's confession. ( A promise that is vow is made between 2 people and only has one condition. Don't break it other wise at first the person whom you love the most would lose it's most important thing and if broken once more then the person you love the most dies. it's cruel and dangerous and is forbidden in all magic

Her little puppet show was officially canceled. With the villains thoroughly cleared out, A man, I believe to be an elder, stepped back up to the center of the altar, coughing into his hand to get the crowd’s attention back. The tension in the air instantly shifted from chaotic drama to pure, electric anticipation. "Well," Hakan’s booming voice echoed across the sacred grounds, a wide smile back on his face. "Now that the whole thing has been cleared, let us proceed with the actual union. Alpha Damir, you may now mark your true mate."

"I vow to be peaceful when I enter the Sprite lands. I promise that no Sprite will die by my hands. I swear that when I remove the woman, Anya, from the custody of her princes, it'll only be temporary; when she reaches the age of eighteen, I'll let the Sprite Princes come to my kingdom and take back what was destined for them. I make this blood vow, knowing that if I break it, my blood will spill for eternity, leaving me to be the husk of who I once was." As soon as I recite the final word to the vow, our wound starts to heal, and my oath forever binds me. Kade's vow is simpler than mine, and I notice when Delphine only cuts into Kade's palm, not spilling any of her blood. She also speaks th